Elegi Love Nayla

Chapters. 16

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The heart is like a glass, the more you fill it with love for God, the less space there is left for love for His being. May love a man, but do not exceed your love for God.

Nayla again read the message sent by someone across there. I don't know who it is, Nayla doesn't know.

Sorry, who is this? her type.

Assalamu'alaikum's chat. I'm Arfa, Ma'am.

"The alpha? Who's arfa?" Nayla frowned and tried to remember the name Arfa while monologuing. For a second he seemed to think hard and ask himself.

Despite thinking hard, Nayla still does not remember the figure named Arfa. He felt that none of his friends or acquaintances had that name.

Wa'alaikumsalam. Sorry, who's Arfa? I don't think I have a friend or acquaintance named Arfa? type it while replying to a message from Arfa.

I'm Arfa Rasydhan, Ma'am. An Adam whose Ma'am Nay tasbih is right as a candidate for priest.

"Rashdhan Alpha? Could he be ... Zidan? Zidan Arfa Rasydhan -" Nayla's monologue accompanied by a twinkle that framed a pair of its translucent neutrals.

Nayla rushes to touch her screen and makes a vidio call. He could not wait to see the beautiful face of Zidan-young who had made him touched by longing.

Honey, Nayla must swallow disappointment because Zidan did not receive a vidio call from her.

Mas, you're a really bad kog anyway? the type is accompanied by a puffy emoji.

It's night time, better Mbak Nayla soon sleep, reply Zidan/Arfa.

Hengkkkk. I don't want to sleep until I see your face, Mom.

Ma'am, my face is still as handsome as Mbak Nayla saw this afternoon. Thank God, nothing has changed.

Mas, you're kog nyebelin really. Insensitive. I miss you so much. Hence, I need vidio call.

Ma'am Nay, save your miss and tell Allah in the third night in your prostration. God willing, we will soon be reunited.

Yes, Mas. Aamiin is the most. Btw, when will Mas Zidan return to Jakarta?

Tomorrow afternoon, Mom! L waited. If tomorrow afternoon Mas Zidan does not come home, I will fly to Solo-following you, Mas.

Yes, Ma. God willing.

Yes, Mas Zidan hunted sleep gih!

Nayla too.

Iyupss, Mom. Miss you .....

Zidan published a smile as he read the word 'Miss you' typed by Nayla. He then replied by typing a greeting, not a reply that was expected by Nayla .... 'Miss you too' , thus making the clear-headed girl again swallow disappointment.

Despite feeling disappointed, Nayla tried to be heartened. He hurried to return the greeting typed by Zidan, then put his cloth on the nightstand and dropped his body on the bed.

"True Dylan said. Missing is hard, to the point that I can't bear it and want to meet Mas Zidan soon." Nayla monologues while looking up at the ceiling.

"Allah, if Mas Zidan is the best mate for the servant, then bring us close and remove all obstructions. But if Mas Zidan is not the best mate for the servant, then .. make him the best. Truly, only Mas Zidan who is a servant of love and a servant hopes to be a halal lover" he asked Divine.

After skyrocketing the pinta, Nayla closed her pair of neutrals and began to dock into the land of dreams.

Unlike Nayla, Zidan is still fond of reciting love verses written beautifully in the Qur'an mushaf.

His heart was trembling, his tears were dripping. He felt that God was holding him tightly and whispering longing words.

Zidan was very hopeful that he would return to his Lord in a state of pleasure and sorrow, and Allah welcomed him as he said, "O quiet soul! Return to your Lord with a heart that He longs and desires. So enter into My servants, and enter into My heaven."

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